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The Alpha is cursed and mated to a stubborn weak lycan

Elena has spent her life running—through countless foster homes, away from shadows of a traumatic past, and now, towards a future she can’t even imagine. An interview at Knight Enterprises seems like a small step, but she has no idea it’s about to throw her headfirst into a world of danger and dark desires. Alexander Knight is feared, powerful, and cursed. As Alpha of the largest pack in the region, his life has been a ruthless game of control and dominance, haunted by a bloodline that whispers of ruin. But when a small, unassuming woman walks into his world, everything changes. For Elena, the interview is a chance at stability. For Alexander, it’s a threat he can’t afford to ignore. Their worlds collide in a storm of suspicion, mistrust, and a magnetic pull that neither can deny. But there’s more to Elena than meets the eye. Shadows from her past are creeping closer, and secrets entwined in blood and betrayal threaten to unravel everything Alexander has built. He should destroy her. He wants to destroy her. Yet, every time he looks into her eyes, a dangerous hunger stirs—a yearning to claim her as his mate. In a world where curses bind fates and hidden enemies lurk, can they fight the attraction that could either be their greatest strength or their ultimate downfall? The Alpha’s Curse: Entwined Fates is a dark, seductive journey of power, passion, and forbidden love.

S_Wolfe · Fantaisie
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58 Chs

Chapter 55: Fractured Echoes

Chapter 55: Fractured Echoes

Elara's POV

Elara sat in silence, her eyes fixed on the faint, silvery moonlight streaming through her window. She didn't remember much about her mother—not really. Just pieces. Faded images of a woman with soft, storm-gray eyes, a gentle voice, and words she had clung to during her lonely childhood. "Seek the hidden truth…" That haunting phrase echoed in her mind now, curling around her thoughts like a snake coiled to strike.

The years had softened those memories, eroding them with time. All she knew for sure was that she had been passed from one foster home to the next, like a worn-out book no one wanted to keep. She was an orphan, but her story was far from simple. With every family, she'd felt a strange and quiet discontent, a dark part of her she had never quite understood.